My name is James, and I’ve been married to Sophia for eleven years. She is thirty-six, stunning, with a voluptuous body — large firm breasts, a thick juicy arse, and thick thighs that could crush a man’s head. I’m forty, average in every way, especially below the belt. Sophia discovered her dominant side five years ago, and I became her willing cuckold. She loves humiliating me, and I’ve grown addicted to the shame.
Last month, Sophia decided to take things to the extreme.
“I’m going to become a glory hole wife,” she announced one evening while riding my face. “You’re going to watch me get used by strangers through a wall. And you’re going to thank every single one of them.”
My cock throbbed painfully in its cage.
The location was a discreet adult club on the outskirts of the city — known for its private glory hole booths. Sophia had booked the premium “VIP Viewing Room” for the night. It had a one-way mirror looking into the main glory hole chamber plus a live video feed.
Sophia dressed like the slut she planned to be: a tight black dress that barely covered her arse, no panties, thigh-high stockings, and sky-high heels. She looked every bit the dominant hotwife.
As we drove there, she kept one hand on my thigh. “Tonight you’re going to see what a real woman does with superior cock. Your job is to stay caged and clean up every drop.”
At the club, the manager led us to the room. Sophia pushed me into a chair facing the mirror and the large screen.
“Stay,” she commanded, like a dog.
Then she stepped through the door into the glory hole side.
The first cock appeared within minutes — thick, veiny, and already hard. Sophia dropped to her knees in front of the hole.
“Look at this, cuck,” she said, looking straight at the mirror. “This is what a real man’s cock looks like.”
She wrapped her red lips around it and began sucking loudly, moaning theatrically for my benefit. Her head bobbed, saliva dripping down her chin. I could hear the stranger groaning through the wall.
Sophia pulled off and stroked him. “Mmm, so much thicker than my husband’s pathetic dick.”
She deepthroated him, gagging herself until tears ran down her cheeks. When he came, she kept her mouth sealed and swallowed every drop, then opened wide to show me the empty mouth.
“Good girl,” I whispered involuntarily.
She laughed. “Pathetic. Say thank you.”
“Thank you for feeding my wife,” I said, face burning.
More cocks followed. Sophia turned into a true glory hole wife.
She serviced the second man with her tits, titfucking him until he painted her cleavage white. Then she scooped it up and licked her fingers clean while staring at me.
The third was huge. Sophia backed up against the hole and guided him into her pussy.
“Oh fuck… he’s stretching me so good,” she moaned. “This is what my cunt needs.”
She fucked herself on the anonymous cock, arse bouncing, moaning loudly. I watched every inch disappear into my wife. When he came, she pushed back hard, taking the full load deep inside.
“Get ready, cuck. First creampie of the night.”
She walked over to the mirror, lifted her dress, and pressed her cum-dripping pussy against the glass right in front of my face.
“Clean it.”
I pressed my tongue to the glass, licking desperately while she laughed.
By the tenth cock, Sophia was in full femdom glory hole slut mode.
She had been fucked in every hole. Her makeup was ruined, cum streaked her face and thighs. She had swallowed at least six loads and taken four creampies.
“Bring the chair closer,” she ordered the attendant through the intercom.
They positioned a special low chair so Sophia could sit with her arse and pussy pressed against two glory holes at once.
Double penetration through the wall.
Sophia screamed in pleasure as two strangers filled her simultaneously. One pounding her cunt, the other stretching her arse. She came violently, squirting on the floor.
I was leaking in my cage, completely broken.
“Tell them how much you love your glory hole wife,” she demanded between moans.
“I love my wife being a glory hole slut,” I groaned. “Thank you for using her.”
The night peaked when Sophia announced a special game.
She had the club invite ten selected regulars into the adjacent room. She stayed on her side of the glory holes but made me sit in the main room with the men — caged, collared, and on my knees.
“Watch me serve them,” she said over the speakers.
One by one, the men fed their cocks through the holes. Sophia sucked, fucked, and milked them all while narrating every filthy detail.
“Look how eager they are for your wife’s holes.”
After every load, she made me crawl over and clean her. Cum from strangers dripped down her thighs as I licked her pussy and arse clean in front of the watching bulls.
The humiliation was overwhelming. The men laughed and called me pathetic. Sophia beamed with pride.
By the end of the six-hour session, Sophia had taken over thirty loads — in her mouth, on her face, in her pussy, and in her arse. She looked like a used cum dump, and she had never looked more beautiful or powerful to me.
She finally emerged from the glory hole room, dress ruined, covered in drying cum.
The manager handed her a towel, but she refused it.
“No. My cuck is going to drive me home like this.”
In the car, she sat in the passenger seat with her legs spread, still leaking.
“Jerk your pathetic cock while I tell you how much better they felt,” she ordered.
I drove with one hand, stroking myself as she described every cock, every orgasm, every load.
When we got home, she made me eat her pussy and arse for over an hour, cleaning every last drop while she recounted the night and came repeatedly on my face.
Sophia has become a regular glory hole wife now.
We go back every other weekend. Sometimes she makes me film it. Sometimes she makes me service the men who just used her. Sometimes she locks me in the viewing room for hours while she gets destroyed.
Each time, the femdom humiliation gets more intense, and my addiction grows deeper.
My dominant wife has turned herself into the ultimate glory hole slut — and I couldn’t be more grateful.
The End.
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